Las primeras 200 líneas.
RYUZO AND HIS SEVEN HENCHMEN
Dad!
Put on a jacket. The neighbors can see.
You might be proud, but...
He's right. Think of our reputation.
Think about Kosuke.
How could you meet his teacher like that'?
He must have been shocked.
I said I got this Hawaiian shirt on a trip to Hawaii.
A Hawaiian shirt beneath an undershirt?
All the young dudes do!
Those are foreign tattoos.
It's just fashion by imitation.
Imitating foreigners?
I saw a foreigner on TV who had Japanese tattoos.
Head Office on his right arm and Toilet on his left.
They think kanji looks cool without knowing the meaning.
We wear it with commitment!
And your fingers?
The tattoos and fingers make it obvious you're yakuza.
Why don't you get prosthetic fingers?
What's gone is gone, right?
I don't want to live a lie, do I?
So why tell Kosuke you lost it
due to too much nail-biting as a kid?
I was joking!
A joke?
"Grandpa can't swim straight."
“He lost a swim meet by a finger?"
Stop saying those things.
I see.
It's summer vacation.
We're going to Satoko's folks for a week.
Watch the house.
Feed the goldfish and finches.
In case you need something...
You can order food.
See you.
Counting on you.
What reputation?
Who does she think she is with that flabby belly?
What a cow!
They don't realize how much they owe me!
I would have cut them back then,
Can you spare a ball?
You asked for a ball?
You've got two balls in your pants. Use one!
Don't kid me!
Play this machine. It's not a winner.
Thank you.
I hit the jackpot!
Spare me some balls.
You have two of your own.
You hit the jackpot with my balls, didn't you?
I got the touch, old man.
Don't be jealous. Stop whining.
Who do you think I am, punk?
They called me Ryuzo the Demon.
Even the toughest thugs cringed when hearing my name.
Somebody help me!
He's stealing my balls!
Hold it, old man.
Don't embarrass yourself.
Stop acting like a burn.
Enough! Get out if you have no money.
I have money. He started it.
Whatever happened to sense of duty and empathy?
Hello?
Hey, Masa! Let's grab a bite.
I'll be at the park in front of the station, bro.
Alright.
Now what? The park's no good?
Hello, Dad. It's me.
Is that you, Ryuhei?
Right. I'm Ryuhei.
You sound strange.
I have a cold.
Aren't you on the way to Satoko's folks?
For work, I need to deliver 5 million yen to a client.
I left the cash on the train.
Five million?
Have you called everyone?
I must deliver that money.
What do I do, Dad?
I don't know.
The money is probably gone.
Hold on. I'll pass the phone to my superior, Mr. Nakayama.
- Ryuhei's father? - Yes.
I'm Nakayama, division manager.
Thank you for supporting my son.
It's okay.
Would you be able to front that cash for us?
It could be a liability issue.
Ryuhei might get fired.
Fired?
5 million?
I don't have that kind of money.
Let me look around.
Maybe I can scrounge up half a million.
Is that enough?
No cards?
Cards? I got Aota and Kawakami of the Giants,
but not Mizuhara.
Not baseball cards. I mean bank cards.
Why would I need those?
You don't? Then we're in trouble.
Well, bring the half million
and any other valuables.
We're waiting.
Where?
Where's the most convenient?
The small park at the station.
Which station?
Sumigaya Station.
Our rep Tamura will be there
wearing a gray suit and holding a magazine.
He will take care of it.
Ryuhei will be too busy following up with the police.
Bye.
Are you Tamura?
Ryuhei's dad'?
I brought the half million. Nothing else.
Whatever you could bring will suffice.
We'll let you know.
A alligator-skin leather belt with a gold buckle.
Here's some memorial coins celebrating the Emperor's enthronement.
I got them from my boss.
I don't use this anymore.
My family crest.
It's platinum.
Platinum is for executives.
You need to kill at least one guy to earn it.
It's worth 50-60 thousand.
The coins between 100 and 200 thousand. See?
What's going on, bro.
Just a minute.
Okay.
Who is this guy?
He's with my son.
My son lost some company money.
It's a big deal.
I'm compensating the company through this man.
Exchanging money out here?
Hey! You bastard.
Are you trying to con my bro?
Masa, Stop!
Don't speak to my son's colleague like that!
Sorry, I lost my temper.
Don't be offended.
He didn't mean any harm.
I'm retired and I don't have much money.
But if my son gets fired,
I will lose face.
Can you forgive my son's mistake with this?
What's that for?
Bro!
Finger cutting is my last resort!
What a father!
Where are you going?
I'm cutting my finger, dammit.
- He told you to wait. - It's okay now.
What's okay?
Don't make me lose face. You wanna lose a finger?
He knows nothing about our code of ethics.
Times have really changed.
Old school yakuza are extinct.
We are lucky to be retired
and out of the business.
Remember Mokichi?
He still makes a living as a petty con artist.
What kind of jobs?
He poses as a helpless rich guy and begs for handouts.
"I can't find my chauffeur."
“Please lend me taxi fare."
That kind of stuff.
Mokichi the Toilet Assassin. What a bad-ass!
He waited for the enemy in the sewage pit.
When the guy squatted,
he thrust from below!
Shit out of luck!
Don't say "shit" in a restaurant! Watch your language!
Back to Mokichi...
He made his granddaughter work at a nightclub to support him.
We should check out the old turf.
Welcome.
What would you like?
1,000 if it's Soba.
1,000 if Udon.
Soba with Tempura Bits.
You're still good at betting.
Welcome.
The right guess wins. Two chances.
I'll start. Curry Udon or Tempura Bits Soba.
Cold Tempura Soba or Hot Tempura Soba.
Two Cold Tempura Sobas.
Two Cold Tempura Sobas!
Damn.
College boy!
Don't get cocky and order Tempura when you have no money.
You look too plain to afford Tempura.
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